Frozen time

And where are you now?
those pictures littered crimson,
the light falls to shade ever changing in your cameras eyes,
And it doesn’t end there-eventually you hold the colors on the palm of your hands and blow them away like wishes come sailing oceans at dusk,

Were you even in dreams?
As dreams consume your nightmares,
like lilies and the first moon that interchanged with the stars they are your eyes,
round
black
spontaneous
grinning meticulously as if in prayer,
the silent latin described terms you spew like fireworks without sparks.

Do you freeze time?
You asked me,
indirectly you answered them, though with separation
your ebony skin reminds me of another dementia
and your buck teeth seriously wounds me even more after a while.

Looking at you now the words flow but freezes in time.
The words become you
Timeless.

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